"Uncles, this is Chen'er's private matter, every decision he makes has his reasons, and it must have been carefully considered."

This is Tang Chenglan's voice, which even sounds a little cold.

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but snort lightly, and said coolly: "I'm curious, where did you hear that he is for a woman?" As soon as Chu Chen'er was born, but after various appraisals, it was the best child of the Ling family in all aspects for thousands of years, why do you say this now, is it a question about the appraisal, or a question about the previous head of the family? ”

The previous head of the family was Ling Yichen's grandfather.

The verification of the Ling family, the assessment of the next head of the family, is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Ling Yichen's grandfather carefully taught Ling Yichen all the most precious efforts and experiences in his life before he died.

If someone says that he is not qualified now, it is a question of the old master, and it is also a question of the Ling family's verification and assessment.

No one dares to admit such a thing.

One by one, they looked at each other, and no one dared to answer.

Mu Ya smiled, it seems that these elders of the clan who came today are not particularly important core figures, but they were stopped by Tang Chenglan in a few words.

I was worried that if the person who came was too important, it was a bit tricky, and it was likely that the woman had already started to make a move, but at the moment, it seems that the matter has not reached that serious time.

She took a breath and decided to go down and have a look.

"This, this...... Of course not that, not in questioning the head of the house. One of the old men said in a somewhat muffled voice: "However, after all, the head of the family is still young, and it is not impossible for him to like a young girl and not be able to control his mind." ”

"Hah! Then do you mean that Chen'er is lonely and likes men, so that I don't have a grandson to hug you and be happy? Tang Chenglan was not polite, her usual elegant and dignified appearance was all put away, her face was full of sneers, and she said such a sentence with some disdain.

"This, this ......"

"Well, somebody came down, is this the woman?"

Just when the gray-haired old man who was asked was almost speechless, someone found Mu Ya who was going downstairs, and immediately spoke out to relieve the old man who couldn't answer.

On the stairs, a girl with a schoolbag and a one-shoulder chiffon waist loose blouse, pure white clothes, hair tied into a ball, fat powder is not applied, slim, pretty standing there, with a slight smile on her face, looking at them generously, so that these old men present feel bright.

It's not the fancy or glamorous look of the imagination.

Pretty is beautiful, but refreshing, clean, just like the kind of very well-behaved students, the kind that parents like very much, and the one that can't be faulted.

The old man who spoke out just now even felt that he had just called her that woman, didn't it hurt the hearts of other little girls?

Just looking at this, she is much more well-behaved than her granddaughter, what should I do?

You can't change your mind now, can you? That's shameless.

"Auntie, are there so many guests at home?" Mu Ya went downstairs with a smile, looking at the four or five old men sitting on the sofa, smiling and groaning, as if she hadn't heard a word of what they said just now.

Several old men coughed lightly, all a little uncomfortable.

After all, it is very likely that the person who will become the future housewife, if the words just now are heard, there is still a little worry.